The White Cat's Divine Scratching Post

Chapter 8: A Good Night's Sleep

It was best for a mortal absorbing their first threads of qi to do so at midnight, the time when the natural qi in the air was at its most stable. Thus, Mo Tianliao sat before his desk and started reading some account books.

His kitten had just woken up. It poked its little white head out from his collar and peered lazily at the items on the table, letting out a wide yawn.

Mo Tianliao looked down and tried to kiss the top of its head, but the opening of his collar was a little low, so he couldn't reach it at all. He asked, "My Xiaozhao is awake? Are you hungry?"

The kitten wriggled out from the collar and made its way up to his shoulders. From there, it looked down at the accounts in its servant's hands.

"These are some of the administrative tasks in Woqing Abode, it's quite messy."

Mo Tianliao turned his head as he spoke, rubbing his ear against the fluffy kitten.

The little cat lifted up its hind paw and kicked the offending ear.

Is it messy? This excellency doesn't think so.

Mo Tianliao wasn't actually expecting the little fur ball to reply, so he started flipping through the account books speedily. The second generation disciples had brought him all these account books thinking to cause trouble for him, but checking all these accounts was nothing to someone with a Half-Immortal stage divine soul.

When a cultivator's divine soul reached the Half-Immortal stage, they could read ten thousand scrolls a day and memorize everything perfectly.

In about an hour, Mo Tianliao had already finished reading the stacks of accounts.

While it was still messy, at least he now knew who was in charge of each task. However, the distribution of tasks wasn't done well and there were many details which were overlooked.

For example, when it came to distributing the monthly allowance, the Sect Master's administration department would send Woqing Abode's allowance to the Branch Master. From there, the first-generation disciples would pass it down to the second generation disciples, who would distribute it further. Of course, there were many holes in this process and it wasn't guaranteed to be fair for all the disciples.

Mo Tianliao set the account books aside now that he had a clear plan in his mind. Seeing that the sky outside had already turned dark, he stretched out his sore limbs and said, "Come, Xiaozhao, let's sleep together."

Without waiting for a response, he grabbed the kitten and headed for the bed. He wanted to take a short nap and restore his energy so he could start cultivating at midnight.

"Meow!" The white fur ball struggled to get out of Mo Tianliao's arms and jumped off the bed, clearly having no intention to sleep with its servant.

Mo Tianliao laid down on the bed, holding up his head with one arm. He looked at the kitten crouching on the ground, "If you don't want to sleep, then go play by yourself. Don't just eat everything you see."

There was a barrier set around this courtyard anyway, so the kitten wouldn't be able to run away. Mo Tianliao went to sleep without any worry.

The white cat leaped onto the windowsill and turned to look at the sound asleep Mo Tianliao. Its ears twitched before it jumped out the window and went through the barrier around the courtyard with ease. It started walking towards the main hall of Qingning Palace.

Now that night had fallen, glass lights had been lit up throughout Qingning Palace. The crystal walls scattered the light across the main hall, making the palace seem like it was made entirely of crystal.